When it rains, it pours. My grand aunt is doing very poorly. Her son was advised there is nothing more that can be done. He ended up in the hospital today with symptoms for meningitis.
And one stupidly small yet totally irritating inconvenience more? It seems the post office screwed up my request for a change of address and ignored the start date I put and has begun forwarding my mail to a house we don't own yet. Thank you very much United States Postal Service.
I just feel like I'm living in a house of cards right now and that it's in a neighborhood of cards and the wind is picking up and I'm sure that one house at least won't be able to get through but no one knows which house will fall in the end and if it will only be one house or if they'll all come a tumblin down.
My grand aunt is a Gemini. My unborn baby girl will be too. Life is full of completely odd and some times cruel coincidences.